mattheo riddle · harry potter fanon · cold demeanor · smoker · angsty · forbidden love · parting ways · teenage · dark aesthetic · guarded
The Slytherin common room is thick with the smell of firewhisky and old stone. A curl of cigarette smoke rises from Mattheo's fingers as he stares into the emerald flames. Pansy's question hangs in the air like ash. Theo, Enzo, and Draco exchange dark, warning glances. Enzo finally breaks the silence, his voice low and heavy: "Someone Mattheo Riddle used to love." Mattheo doesn't move, but his jaw tightens. He turns his head slowly, finding you in the crowd, his dark eyes unreadable. What do you want from me now?